The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1887-12-01
MOAT-GRANGE.
CHAPTER I-COSTINTEp.
By Mis-. HESgY WooD.

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little forward. and Charles threw his
arms round her. and strained her to
him in all the fervency of first affec-
ton. My darling! you are too good
for me"
The report of the medical men was
favorable. The bleeding had been
stopped, the shots extracted and there
was no appearance Of danger. A little
confinement, quiet and proper treat
ment they hoped would set all to rights
again.
No one had thought about dinner,
and an hour, at least. after it ought to
have been served. when Mr.. Dalrymple
had dropped into calm sleep, and
they We're all gathered in the oak par
Tor a servant came in. and said it was
on the table.
Then | will be going spoke Mr..
Cleveland, land wish You al good
appetite
Indeed you will not 90 without
some dinner returned Mrs. Dali
rymple.
IL am in pretty state for dinner"
said he. "And l can't worry Dali
rymple over coats, now. Look at
me-
%. Mr. Cleveland, do Won think we
shall regard your dresso l. this a time
to BE- fastidious? We have not thought
OF it. ourselves"
Mop said Mr.. Cleveland, looking
at them. II am sure YOU all look well.
You are not in shooting-jackets and
muddy boots"
81 am going to sit down as am.
interrupted Charles. who had not
changed thing since he came in.
Mrs. Dalrsmple ended the matter by
taking Mr.. Cles Gland, ) arm. and bear
ing him of toward the dining-room.
Charles laid hold Of Isabel LINN. and
the rest followed. Oscar was the only
one who had dressed. In all emergen-
cics he retained propriety and cool
self-possession, even to the putting on
of a coat
1t was lively dinner-table. made so
by the efforts of Mr.. Cleveland: in fact,
that was why he had remained. He
had great faith in cheerful looks round a
sick-bed: and did not want Responding
ones shown to his friend Dalrymple.
CHAPTER H.
The seventh day after the accident
was day Of rejoicing, for Mr. Dal-
rymple was so far recovered a. 10 be
mp some hours. \ sofa wi, drawn be-
fore the lire. and lie lay on it, The
symptoms had all along been fayora-
bic, and he now merlils II thpnl that
If anybody had written To order him a
cork leg. he thought it might be coun-
termandcd. They MI made merry with
him, paying him visit, ~ turns Alice
and Miss Lynn had been in together
when they We're leaving. he beckoned
the latter back, but Alice did not no
tice. and went limpiny from the room.
'.Do you want me To do any thing for
YOU" asked Isabel, returning and
bending over the sofa.
Yes, said Mr.. Dalrymple, taking
possession of both her hands. and look
ing up with an arch smile: II want
you to tell me what the secret is b..
tween You and that spooney. Charles. >
Isabel Lynn's eyes dropped, and her
face grew scarlet. She was unable to
speak.
Won't you tell me:?" repeated Mr.
Dalrymple.
Has he been--saying any thing 10
you, sir?' she faltered.
- OF he. Not IA word. Somebody
else told me they saw he and Miss
Lynn had a secret between them, which
might possibly bear results some day.'
Ah..h t,t.. = L.
hands free. and held it before her face
NAY. my dear, he kindly said, "a
did not wish to make You uncomforta-
BILE. ] only meant to joke: and just to
say one thing. Isabel-that if YOU and
Charlie should be talking secrets to
each other, / and his mother will moi
say nay to it. Dry up your tears, child
it is a laughing matter, not crying
one. invite YOU and Charles to drink
tea with me this evening There"
Isabel escaped. half smiles, hall
tears. And she and Charles had to-;
with Mr.. Dalrymple that evening. Ii,
took it early since his illness; 81,
O'Clock. Isabel made the tea, anC
Charles waited on his father. who wa,
then III bed. When the tea was cleared
sat by the bedside alone
''Ihis might have been an unluck,
shot, Charles" Mr.. Dalrsmple sudden
ly observed
"Oh, father. do not talk about it.
am SO thankfully
But am going to talk about ito
tell you why it would have. been % un
lucky. had it turned out differently
This accident has made me rcmcmbe
the uncertainty of life, if | never re
membered it before. Put the candle
off the table, Charles; | don't like then
right in my eyes. And just get tn
lotion before you sit down"
Charles Dalrymple rose, did what wa
required, and resumed his seat.
"When / married. Charles, / wa
only the second brother and no settle
ment was made on your mother. hat